pillars Ravi
Spring break Baby!
emerald coast florida bound!
We're on our way to Hitlon Head Island. Woot! Safe travels!
So my phone rings at 06:30 this morning; it's my daughter, who went shopping with a couple of her friends in Lancaster, Ohio, last night. She says, "Dad, please don't be mad...
but I'm in Maryland. We're heading down to Virginia Beach, so I probably won't be home until 8 or 9 Sunday night.". She's 18 and all, and while I really don't have a problem with
what she's done here, the
how she's done it DOES kind of irk me!
Then, like 5 minutes after hanging up with her, the phone rings again. This time it's her boyfriend, who asks, "Do you know about what [my daughter's name] did last night?!". He's obviously very emotional about it, so I spend a good 15 minutes trying to put his mind at ease, the whole time being acutely aware of
my own uneasiness over the whole thing.
I blame you, MDK, 'cuz the ring-leader is a gay kid she's been friends with since their freshman year together in HS. They're attending the same University too.